Everyone lowered their heads to discuss, then the vote passed. No one pressed for more details; after all, in their line of work, everyone had a few friends whose identities needed to remain secret.
Bruce was concerned about his Gotham: "Tim, are you sure it's safe to have large amounts of Vibranium remaining in Gotham?"
Tim nodded certainly: "I don't think any Vibranium will leak into the Black Market, he doesn't like going out himself."
Jason held the popcorn and looked at Stephanie.
Tim Timothy looked down and played with his phone.
Stephanie blurted out, "I met a very handsome younger brother in Hong Kong."
Dick thought his sister was in love and enthusiastically offered various dating plans. Bruce reminded her to stay safe. Damian thought Stephanie's smile was incredibly smug and was certain something was wrong.
Tim replied to the message while revealing the truth: "That little brother is only three years old; he's a neighbor's kid who got lost and wandered into your garden."
Timmy, you just wait and see," Stephanie said through gritted teeth. "Fine, last time it was the Batmobile that I crashed and then framed the coffee-addled Red Robin for! Now it's your turn! Timothy, I'm watching you!
Timmy put away his phone, stood up, straightened his clothes, bowed to everyone with great formality, as if stepping onto a podium, before announcing loudly, "I will be the first successful person in this family to enter the halls of marriage!"
Jason: "FU*K!"
Stephanie: "Since when did you start dating?"
Duke: "So you're the one who wrote love letters in 131 languages?"
Barbara: "Is it that friend who entrusted him with Vibranium?"
Bruce: "Tim, aren't you a bit too young to be getting married at your age?"
Dick: "Timmy, you didn't get your girlfriend pregnant, did you?"
Damian: "Drake, once the child is born, I will train him to be my Robin."
Cassandra: 'Blessings.'
“Quiet, everyone, quiet.” Tim raised his hands and pressed them down. “Thank you all for your cooperation. Now, I will answer you one by one. Jason, thanks, F*CK you too. Steph, we have already married nine times in our dreams. Duke, I only wrote the English version; he replied to me in 131 different languages, he is very talented. Barbara, that's right, yes, he is preparing to build me a Red Robin motorcycle out of Vibranium, don't be too envious. Bruce, don't worry, I hope to enjoy the dating process more and plan to get married next year; if you get married before next April, I suppose I won't be the fastest one. Dick, he is not capable of getting pregnant. Damian.. well, sorry, you can train Alfred Cat's offspring to be your Robin. Cass, I love you, by the way, thank him for your blessings on his behalf.”
Timothy sat down. 'I'm done answering. Now, the floor is yours.'
Silence. No one spoke.
After a long silence, Duke asked in a low voice, "The 'he' Tim said, or 'she'?"
Tim smiled and replied, "It's he. Whether biologically, psychologically, or in every other sense, he is male."
Silence. No one spoke.
After a long silence, Damian spoke up, "Drake, there's no need to apologize. I wasn't expecting your child; a Robin Cat is certainly superior to a love-struck brat."
Timothy's smile was etched onto his face: "I'm not lovesick. If you guys met someone who writes love letters in 131 different languages and uses Vibranium to build you motorcycles, you would fall for him too."
Stephanie was the first to nod. "Getting married in a dream is so pure and cool; I'm totally shipping this couple."
Dick was the second to nod: "Bring out the motorcycle, can I snap off a piece of the mudguard?"
Jason slapped his thigh: "Ha, it's Ghost! That student of Stark's! Little Red Bird, you're amazing, actually dating Ghost? That's a lot more reliable than marrying a coffee machine!"
"What, what? Is it the Ghost I know? The Ghost who designs equipment for the Teen Titans?" Duke looked like a confused animal, completely lost and unsure where to even begin.
Barbara rubbed her chin. "Bruce, for the sake of Tim's happiness, shouldn't you have a talk with Stark?"
Everyone looked at Bruce simultaneously.
Bruce strategically lowered his head to sip his cola: "Hmm, I'll find an opportunity to meet his parents."
Wait," Jason said with a serious expression, "Regarding Little Red Bird's marriage declaration, you didn't even step up to demand a talk with Tim; instead, you're worried the marriage age is too young. Old man, did you know for a long time that Little Red Bird is in love with Ghost?
Everyone's heads turned in unison toward Jason, then in unison toward Bruce.
Bruce cleared his throat: "Because I am Batman."
The universal answer, but everyone accepted it.
Dick hugged Timmy: "Sorry, Timmy, we neglected our brother and failed to look you in the eyes properly. If I had looked closely into your eyes, I would have known that love was overflowing from them, realized that you were in love. So that day at the Metropolis Zoo, you weren't picking a fight with someone, you were on a date!"
Tim didn't seem to want to make eye contact with his oldest brother.
"Approved." Cassandra fulfilled her duty, handing a piece of popcorn to Tim and looking toward the final one, Damian.
Damian thought seriously, "I want to assassinate the literature teacher."
The cozy game room was instantly surrounded by the blood and carnage of the League of Assassins.
“It's not a secret,” Bruce's expression darkened, “and also, no taking anyone's life.”
Fine," Damian continued, thinking seriously, as he looked up coolly, snorting at Timothy. "I know Drake is living with his lover.
The Wayne clan all turned their faces toward Tim simultaneously.
Tim smiled, even nodding back to his family members who were watching him, much like a bride or groom at a wedding, then said to Damian, "No, Damian, it has to be a secret that no one else knows."
The righteous Cassandra shook her head at Tim, solemnly awarding the popcorn to Damian: "Pass."
"Tsk, tsk." Damian tossed a handful of popcorn into his mouth.
Timothy stood up: "Can we dismiss now? I still have several documents to.."
Timmy!
Little Red Bird!
Timmy!
Several arms draped over Timothy at once, Dick, acting as the eldest brother, used his brute strength to declare ahead of everyone else, "No work talk today, we're definitely continuing!"
For this round, we're betting our dignity, five dollars..
No, no, no, Blondie, for this round, we're betting the most recently saved photos on your phone. Little Red Bird's smile froze, the corners of her mouth twitched three times by a millimeter. He really does still like collecting chat screenshots; it's definitely his conversation logs with Ghost, let's bet on that!
Damn it, Jason, do you observe micro-expressions this closely when you're investigating cases? I hope your spicy hot dog has no sauce and a dog steals your sausage!
Timmy struggled.
Dick used his monstrous strength to pin Timmy down: "Quick, Duke, put Timmy's phone in front of him, don't give him a chance to cheat."
Timmy's two fists were no match for six hands, Red Robin was forced to sign a treaty of surrender.
Without a doubt, in the new round, Timothy became the target of everyone's ire. Aside from Bruce, who went straight for the finish line due to his status, everyone else was trying every possible way to obstruct him.
As the winner of the new round, Bruce loudly announced, "The order of punishment starts with the youngest."
Cassandra nodded, picked up the cookies Alfred had just brought, handed one to Damian.
"TT, what kind of punishment is this?" Damian said, biting into a cookie, as he opened his phone without hesitation and displayed his entire photo gallery for everyone to see.
His photo gallery was full of cute little animals—kittens, puppies, birds—mixed with one little Kryptonian boy.
Everyone just took a casual glance, their eyes filled with affection for the little one, then they looked toward Duke. Duke's phone was also very clean; the most recent photo was of the lively restaurant tonight.
It was Tim's turn, everyone looked toward the empty space in front of the big screen.
Tim's phone was lying right there, while its owner stood up unhurriedly to straighten his clothes, only to be hoisted to the front like a bag by the impatient Jason.
Jason urged, "Hurry up and unlock it. You don't want your phone to be forcibly cracked, do you?"
"Be patient, Big Red Bird," Tim said, appearing elegant and calm, though in his heart, he was already devising eighteen different escape plans.
Is there not a single person in this house who knows what *** means?
No, not a single one.
Dick grabbed Timothy's hand and pressed the fingerprint lock on the phone. Stephanie pushed Tim aside, trying to claim the best viewing spot. Damian used his advantage of being small and agile to snatch the phone. Duke extended his leg and tripped Damian, Jason took the opportunity to grab the phone. Barbara tapped on the laptop on her lap, hacked into the phone's photo album, opened all the image folders, cast the first picture onto the screen.
Look at the big screen.
Whoa!
Everyone gasped in unison.
A long chat screenshot appeared on the big screen.
【139, 0, 255: (Photo of a gemstone statue)】
【139, 0, 255: I like sitting by the window to read books.】
I also like sitting by the window to read documents; it would be even better if there were sunlight.
[185, 205, 246: Today is a family gathering, they are fighting, give me some music to set the pace]
【 139, 0, 255: I had Squirrel-shaped Mandarin Fish from the Iceberg Restaurant for lunch, highly recommended. However, even the half-sugar milk tea is so sweet it hurts my throat. I bought ingredients to go home and make a low-sugar version. How much sugar do you want? 】
【185, 205, 246: One part is enough. You and Alfred will definitely have a lot in common; Alfred believes low sugar is healthier, he only makes full-sugar white chocolate muffins when he's happy.】
[185, 205, 246: The Demon Brat stole my cookies, once almost sent a fork flying at my head, once kicked my chair, today he wants to beat me up too]
[139, 0, 255: It seems someone once told me that while a child is still small, you should hit them when you can, because once they grow up, you won't be able to win anymore (*￣￣).]
【 185, 205, 246: That's because I was going easy on him. Oh no, they've started playing games, I have a bad feeling about this 】
【185, 205, 246: My intuition is right, they're all targeting me. In that case, don't blame me for digging up all their dirty secrets.】
[139, 0, 255: I'm going to the Gotham Aquarium to watch the Merfolk show, Prince Highness.]
Two people can just chat privately, so why create a group chat?
What kind of secret code is a numeric nickname? Has anyone decoded it yet?
RGB values, 185, 205, 246 is ice blue, 139, 0, 255 is.. Violet. Tim's eyes are ice blue. Wow, violet eyes are very rare, they belong to the special hidden eye color category.
Using eye color as a nickname, how romantic! If you changed it to the color of the other person's eyes, it would be even more romantic.
No, no, no, think of it the other way around. When you see my message, it's just like seeing my eyes, as we look into each other's eyes while we chat.. isn't that romantic?
Oh, it's this feeling, this very feeling, Prince Highness, ah, beautiful love!
Drake, even if you don't let me, I can completely defeat you! Stupid Brown, let me go!
Zoom in on the image, look at the photo at the very top—what magnificent Merfolk and Prince Highness statues.
The prince looks a bit like Tim, so is Ghost a Merfolk? He's a bit too good-looking, isn't he?
Is no one going to care about the blackmail database Tim built?
That's normal, Tim has a blacklist for all of us. Duke, you arrived late, so you aren't aware of this. The important thing is, is anyone willing to accompany me to the Gotham Aquarium to watch the Merfolk show?
Quack
What was that duck quacking? Wait, news is coming in, it's from Violet eyes.. Sorry, Timmy, I accidentally clicked it.